Jayvaughn kissed the top of Axel's head deeply. "It won't, baby. I assure you it won't. I promise you right now. I'm sorry, okay? You shouldn't be crying like this, you're injured and you need to rest. God, I'm such a dick."
Axel, surprisingly, burst into laughter at Jayvaughn's pathetic self-blame. The switch was instant, the tears still sparkling in his eyes, but a genuine smile was on his lips.
Axel then pulled back just enough to look at Jayvaughn. "I like that dick though," he managed to say through a final hiccuping breath.
Jayvaughn, still carrying Axel in his arms, looked down at him, a genuine, relieved smile finally breaking through his worry.
"Really? You do? Do you want me to show it to you, then? You need to confirm your statement."
